For a minute, she's half-convinced he's going to back out, either from nerves or just the fucking weirdness of her request - and then what will she do? She's not about to ask a complete stranger, and barring Columbus, there's only one or two people she might be able to ask without it looking like some perverted thing. Maybe Kate?

But then he agrees, and relief floods her features, and she nods once, sucking her lower lip in, trying to hide the full wattage of her smile. "Okay," she says, her voice much calmer than her stomach feels. "Okay, um. Are you busy right now?"